Embodying Myriad Traits, I Shall Eventually Become Immortal

Zhang Jingshi, headmaster of Wudang's Songxi School, was as foul-mouthed as ever.

"Junior Brother, let's go."

Beside him, Zhang Ziyu, headmaster of the Sanfeng School, reminded him.

Zhang Jingshi laughed.

"Hahaha, I'm off, Purple Sun. I've got things to do—let's talk another day."

"...Safe travels, Dao Lord."

Luo Qin watched Zhang Jingshi's retreating back, feeling somewhat indignant yet utterly helpless.

Zhao Huanzhen had indeed reached the Second Limit before him. That was a fact, impossible to refute.

You think your disciple is invincible? He just hasn't met that freak yet.

After seeing them off, Luo Qin and his Master walked back into the hall.

His muscles had grown ever more formidable, already carrying a hint of the might of Lao Meng's true form.

To cultivate his hard-body arts, he had delayed his boxing practice somewhat, causing his progress in vital energy and blood to slow.

But all of it was worth it.

This body of muscle gave him a sense of security like never before.

After sending off the two Dao Lords from Wudang, Purple Sun True Lord finally turned to look at his disciple, who had changed beyond recognition compared to a year ago.

He said helplessly:

"My disciple, why would you refuse to study proper spells and sword techniques, only to learn that brute's horizontal training?"

"Master, this disciple believes that training within and without as one is the broad road to greatness."

"...Fine. Train well, then. I bought you another Tiger Saliva Jujube. It can enhance your innate essence. It should arrive in a while."

Purple Sun shook his head and said no more.

This year's Celestial Pivot Leader, his excellent disciple, had been completely led astray by that little bastard from North Union University.

Within Dragon-Tiger Mountain lay a treasured place known as Crane Cry Creek